In Memory of Eric Dearinger



1975-1995



I am the sunlight on ripened grain.

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning's hush

I am the swift uplifting rush

Of quiet birds in circled flight.

I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry;

I am not there, I did not die.


Weep not for me my precious dears,

I am not dead but sleeping here.

I was not yours but God's alone

who loves me best and took me home.

Remember friends as you walk by,

as you are now, so once was I.

As I am now, so you will be,

prepare for death and follow me."



We miss you Eric, you are truely a child of God's. And, Jeremy is the jewel in your crown. I can't thank you enough for that. You were taken too soon from us, but now you are able to spread your wings & soar. You will never be forgotten, my first grandson will carry your name with pride. Loved by everyone who's lives you touched & you touched many.

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